You will live a beautiful life. You may not realise it, I feel bad. But if you do, you will see the beauty that is not bound by a 24 inch waist and fair skin. You will not see the Mercedes in the backyard and the As in my resume. You will not see the tags plastered to my bags, glasses, clothes, watches and skin. You will not see the salads I eat or the company I keep or the drinks that strangers buy for me.
You will see the bare truth. The beauty of a connection. You will feel awe for the human spirit. You will feel like there is a world between us and then that there is nothing there between us. You will feel that you are a particle of light and there are millions of particles around us, floating in the air, touching us, but not bright, just soothing light.
You will feel that nothing matters, except this connection. You are me and I am you. And I have forgiven you. You and I will go our separate ways, it may be this way. But you will always be me and I will always be you. I am not better than someone because I have a better resume. I am not better than someone because I have a prettier face. I am not better than someone because I have taken better decisions in my life. I am not better than someone because I have a bigger car or I can multiply numbers faster. I am you and you are me. I owe you nothing, and you owe me nothing. But you are me and I am you.
If you understand this, you will see that emotion is beautiful, but that is not what you feel. You feel a heaviness inside your centre and you cannot cry or feel anger or pain. Just heaviness, but it is lifted. You can be what you want to be. Limits cannot stop you, limits are axioms and the theorem is for you to make. Limits are what you let them be. If you let them be, they can be infinite. If you do not let them be, they do not exist.
Nature inspires physicists and mathematicians and artists and criminals alike. You are not better if you are one and not the other. But you are you, and your happiness is what you make of it. Surround yourself with happiness and challenge yourself to do more and you may still never be happy. But that heaviness in your centre, will lift you. You will rise, from ashes, from dust, from mud, from hell. Because I am you and you are me.
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